KEVIN

She turned to me, her eyes wild with fury, resentment and desperation.

"What has come over you? Why did you push him this far? What did you even say to him?"

I scoffed. "Are you worried about him or about who will sign the documents for your son? Oh, spare me the theatrics, Emily; if he was so weak that a few truths could kill him, then he wasn't fit to lead in the first place."

She dialed a number hurriedly, while some maids rushed in to help the chairman to his feet.

"I'm ...